The tall red gate of Black Rock City spread out to both sides, and the two disciples of the Hunting Alliance stood solemnly in front of the gate, looking back and forth at the people entering the city.

In Black Rock City, there is no special garrison, because the local area is close to the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, and there is a tide of beasts surging every few years, no matter how large or small the scale is, ordinary soldiers are powerless to resist, and there are not so many young and strong men in the Shenmu Country to fill here. 、

Later, most of the middle and low-level martial artist hunting alliance branches were stationed in this city, and they simply handed over this hot potato to them.

Today, because the Hunting League is about to publicly execute Long Aotian in Beixuan Square, many warriors have put down the task at hand and poured into the city one after another, and the crowd at the city gate is surging, which is very lively.

The two Hunter Alliance disciples had eagle-like eyes, turning back and forth between each of them, as if searching for something. Although the expressions of the two people were calm, the two hands hidden under the sleeve robes held water.

Suddenly, a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, stumbling over the crowd, stumbled over his body and feet, and slammed into a city gate.

The disciple of the Hunting Alliance who was closer had a gloomy face, and stretched out his hand to stabilize his body, while the young man behind him scolded the young man with displeasure: "Be careful, don't bump into him." “

The young man looked up, and saw that his face was dark, and there seemed to be a dazzling black spot on his cheeks, and his appearance was unsightly.

The two Hunter Alliance disciples raised their eyebrows, and an expression of extreme disgust was revealed on their faces without the slightest concealment.

The young man replied with a yes, arched his hand, and then turned his head back. I saw that my body moved, and I passed through the cracks of people like a swimming fish, and went to the main road in the city.

"Strange, I always feel that his charm is a little ......," the Hunter Alliance disciple who had been supporting him earlier frowned and pondered.

How could that feel vaguely familiar? He looked again in the direction where the boy had left, and found that the figure had long since ethereal, far away.

"Like whom?"

The disciple shook his head and laughed at himself, "Maybe I'm dazzled, I've been too nervous these days. ”

"Well, it must be too nervous. The more he thought about it, the more sure he became.

......

Beixuan Square is the largest square in Black Rock City. Originally, it was used as a place for soldiers to practice, but later, the soldiers in Blackstone City were withdrawn and it was abandoned.

At this moment, a large number of people gathered in the square square, and people from all walks of life gathered here, such as hawkers, free warriors, fang city guards, and business owners.

In the middle of the square, a stone platform was erected, and on the stone platform stood a wooden shelf, and the wooden shelf was tied to a bloated figure.

The figure was covered in dried blood, and the robes on his body were filthy, with some whip marks and footprints clearly visible. 、

"That's the fat man who has been against the Hunter League for two months?"

A warrior lowered his voice and asked someone next to him.

"That's right, it should be him, I've seen the bounty portrait, although the man's face is a little bruised now, but if you look closely, you can still distinguish it. ”

"It's a pity, it's rare that someone can make this hunter league disgusted, and it turns out that he was caught so quickly. ”

"You said that this hunting alliance made such a big move, and it was directly executed, what is it for?"

"Hey, for what? The whole branch let the two little martial artists of the Lingxuan Realm make chicken feathers and duck blood, and their faces were dull, and now they finally caught one, so naturally they want to make a big fuss and see if they can save some face. It's just an example of killing chickens and monkeys. ”

A person next to him suddenly interjected and said in a mocking tone. The person who spoke first was curious, and quickly turned his head to ask something more, but when his eyes came into contact with the dark yellow symbol on the warrior's chest and the vague rune pattern on the symbol, the words that spit out to his throat were quickly swallowed.

He swept his eyes to the side of the man, and found that on his side, everyone had the same medal pinned to their chests, and suddenly he did not move, lowered his head and took a step back to the side, giving way to the position that was in front of him and had a better line of sight.

This group of people turned out to be from the Hidden Xuanmen! Unexpectedly, even the disciples of the Hidden Xuanmen came here.

In fact, if he was more careful, he would be able to find that not only the Hidden Xuanmen, but also a lot of powerful martial artists everywhere, standing together in small teams, although there were no obvious signs on their bodies, they were obviously also disciples in some small and medium-sized sects.

The crowd was surging, and there were more and more warriors gathered around, and at this time, it was almost noon, and the scorching sun was shining down, and it was extremely hot, but no one had the slightest interest in weakening.

"It's a pity that this fat man is dead. ”

I don't know who it was, and let out a sigh.

Many people sighed with the same feeling, with a look of regret on their faces. It can be seen that this hunting alliance has really been too domineering in the past few years.

"Why don't you go up and help him? There is someone who is against the Hunter League, and it is not bad to suppress their arrogance. ”

"Save the fart. A square-faced man spoke, scolding and scolding: "Look over there, a group of Hunting Alliance disciples are here! And that Ren Qiang, that old man is easy to mess with?"

Looking in the direction of the square-faced man's finger, he could see two large chairs in front of the stone platform where the fat man was tied, and on the chairs, a thin old man with a dark face and gloomy eyes was sitting upright with a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties. And around the stone platform, there were twenty disciples of the Hunting Alliance, wearing long swords at their waists, stepping on animal skin shoes, and their hands on the scabbards, standing upright without moving.

Looking at it like that, as long as Elder Mu or Ren Qiang gave an order, they would carry it out without hesitation.

And looking at the cultivation of these twenty people, they are all martial artists with a heavy spirit.

"Elder Mu, is there too much movement?" Ren Qiang hesitated, "Even the people from the Hidden Xuanmen are here." ”

"It's good to come. Elder Mu sneered, his eyes flashed, he glanced at the disciples of the Hidden Xuanmen, and said coldly: "This Hidden Xuanmen has also dared to argue with the Hunting Alliance in the past few years, so it's good to let them understand it in their hearts now." ”

Ren Qiang nodded resignedly. He pondered for a long time, and then asked, "Elder Mu, is Tian Lang really coming?"

Elder Mu closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and said slowly: "It's best if you can come, if you don't come, it doesn't matter, anyway, it's enough to have this person." If he comes, you know how to do it. ”

"A Lingxuan double boy, if you can't solve it, let the old man do it, and really let some little cubs see the joke. ”

The tone of these words was particularly deep, and Ren Qiang's hairs exploded when he heard it, and he hurriedly said respectfully: "I know, if he really appears, I guarantee that he will never be able to escape." ”

"Hmm!" Elder Mu replied nonchalantly.

Ren Qiang looked at the crowd standing in the square, and he didn't know why he was a little flustered.

He gestured to one of the Hunter Alliance disciples, and one of the first warriors drew his sword and stepped forward.

I saw a flash of cold light, a snort, and a hole appeared in the fat man's right shoulder, and blood gushed from the hole. The warrior was obviously an old hand, two fingers stretched out, flowing with cyan light, and after a few clicks on the fat man's body, the bleeding stopped.

Clearly, he was very good at torturing people without killing them.

"That's it?" the fat man raised his head, his face was a little pale, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but there was no trace of fear on his face, and there was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

The stab just now didn't make him retreat.

"Look for death. The man's face was cold, and he raised his sword again, wanting to step forward and make a move.

"Go down. Ren Qiang scolded.

The warrior's face turned red, but he didn't dare to disobey Ren Qiang's intentions, so he withdrew his sword and stood in its original position.

Every few moments, Ren Qiang instructed a warrior to step forward and insert a hole in the fat man's body with a sword, but he helped him stop the bleeding.

Those people have quite a trick, and each sword is stabbed with precision, avoiding vital parts and important meridians, ensuring that the fat man will not die, but it can make him feel the pain that cannot be dissipated.

Under such torture, the fat man soon became speechless. The filthy robe on his body was already bloodstained.

It's just that the smile on his face is still undiminished and full of mockery.

Half an hour later, the fat man's body was already densely covered with more than a dozen holes, and the hideous and terrifying situation made most of the wandering warriors who licked blood for a living couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

"It turns out that Hunting Alliance is this surname?" a wandering martial artist sneered, "or you can just give him a good time." Relying on the strength of the crowd, is it the style of the Hunting Alliance to torture a warrior?"

The others didn't say anything, but from their disdainful eyes, they could see that they meant the same thing as the one who spoke.

Ren Qiang's face was embarrassed, and he turned to the old man beside him: "Elder Mu." ”

"Go on!" The old man's eyes opened, and a sharp light flashed, only to see his right hand sleeve robe wave slightly, and a cyan palm shot out, blasting like thunder into the chest of the person who spoke.

Bang!

The warrior suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body slammed out.

"The old man doesn't want to do anything with you juniors, but if you dare to say more, then don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

Elder Mu still held on. Fearing to cause a backlash from all the warriors present, he didn't dare to kill that person, but only used half of his strength. But Rao is like this, and the warrior was also beaten to the point that his aura collapsed, his mouth was bloody, and his face was gray.

"Good, good. He got up and sneered: "Today's hospitality of the Hunting Alliance is remembered in my heart." ”

After speaking, he turned around and squeezed out of the crowd with his hands on his chest. A fierce light flashed in Elder Mu's eyes, and he quickly returned to normal.

"Go on. He closed his eyes again and instructed Ren Qiang.

"Yes. Ren Qiang gritted his teeth and nodded, and ordered those people to take turns drawing their swords to carry it out.

If so, another half hour passed......

"Elder Mu, I guess I won't come. Ren Qiang said worriedly.

"Hmm!"

Elder Mu nodded lightly again, but there was some unconcealable loss in his tone. He pondered for a long time, and said lightly: "Let's do it!"

"Yes!" Ren Qiang's face was happy, and he clapped his hands and said, "Do it." ”

With a "swish", twenty long swords were drawn out of their scabbards at the same time, and the blades formed a mountain, converging into a piece of cold light. With a wave of Ren Qiang's hand, twenty people stepped forward at the same time, each facing a position with the long sword in their hands, as long as he waited for the last gesture of the principal, the sword blade would pierce into the vital point, killing the fat man on the spot.

Many people's hearts are raised to their throats, their eyes are round, and their fists are clenched......

Ren Qiang raised one palm, and then pressed down......

Bang!

But it was not the sharp sound of a sword entering the flesh, but like the movement of the body colliding with the stone floor.

Bang!bang!bang......

One after another, twenty voices sounded quickly, and one after another, after spewing out a mouthful of dazzling blood mist, brought gusts of wind and fell heavily to the ground, smashing into rubble and flying. There were even some dark red chunks of viscera in a few clouds of blood mist.

And a figure stood in front of the stone platform. Before the dust that obscured the sight cleared, a faint voice spread throughout the audience.

"Liemeng, Tian Lang came to pay a visit!"